I’ve encountered a bump in the road over the last few days with my writing, I’m afraid.
I was all set to get to writing on Friday – one of my two days off in a row – and I got a package in the mail from the vet where I had to put down my beautiful and beloved 5 yr old cat, Lancelot. He was diagnosed with FIP when he was a year and a half old. I took care of him until he developed a secondary condition which made him too ill to go on a little over a month ago. I paid to have a cast of one of his paws made at the same time, and it finally came in the mail. Getting it broke my heart all over again, and I was a wreck the entire time I was off. I was still feeling down when I took a test for my Book Keeping class on Sunday while I was at work, between calls of course.
I passed the test, and I felt good enough to try some writing. I don’t write when I’m down because all I write is junk – a waste of time and resources.
I managed to write 1500 words yesterday, and I’m working on trying to get inspired to write today. I’m even watching fantasy movies to try to get some magic back. That’s a different post than this one. I just hope I can get some writing done and keep to my schedule.